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Resisting, battling against power, |
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Of secrets kept, strength like a tower, |
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And trust unbroken, freedom, escape; |
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Of changing and of shifting shape |
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Then the gloom gathered; darkness growing |
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In Valinor, the red blood flowing |
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Of snares eluded, broken traps, |
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The prison opening, the chain that snaps. |
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Backwards and forwards swayed their song. |
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Reeling and foundering, as ever more strong |
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The chanting swelled, Felagund fought, |
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And all the magic and might he brought |
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Of Elvenesse into his words. |
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Softly in the gloom they heard the birds |
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Singing afar in Nargothrond, |
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The sighing of the Sea beyond, |
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Beyond the western world, on sand, |
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On sand of pearls in Elvenland. |
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Then the gloom gathered; darkness growing |
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In Valinor, the red blood flowing |
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Beside the Sea, where the Noldor slew |
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The Foamriders, and stealing drew |
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Their white ships with their white sails |
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From lamplit havens. The wind wails, |
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The wolf howls. The ravens flee. |
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The ice mutters in the mouths of the Sea. |
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The captives sad in Angband mourn. |
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Thunder rumbles, the fires burn --- |
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And Finrod fell before the throne. |
